By grace of God one chilly morn
Round one AM a babe was born
A tiny helpless little thing
But oh, what happiness did bring
The trailer in the tiny clan
But one who thought, the show she ran
A bossy bit, but cute as pie
The apple of her Papa’s eye
The third amid the clan of Haun
The one, for all, to dote upon
But soon she grew to make her way
And liked on soccer fields to play
Her will to win was evident
As out upon the field she went
Up and down the field she tore
While kicking for the winning score
This curly blonde with dimpled cheeks
A new excitement always seeks
Guns and targets, Needoh toys,
But stay away from teenage boys
Your Papa sees a gem stone here
A purity you must revere
A soul that’s meant for love alone
A one in which true beauty’s shown
Where gentle kindness rules the day
And often one will stop to pray
Beseeching Christ, to be their guide
While sacrificing foolish pride
Grace is needed every morning
Start with prayer, your heart, adorning
Seek the grace from God above
To live each day in perfect love
In my daily prayer I’m pleading
For my children, interceding
And their children, seeking blessing
That they may be, faith confessing
Gracie girl, to you I offer
Not a gift from golden coffer
But a gift that none can own
Unless they, Jesus Christ, have known
Come to Him in Scripture reading
Come to Him, for graces, pleading
Give Him quiet time to speak
And find the fullness that you seek
Come to Him in joy and sorrow
Come today, and on the morrow
Come to find a listening ear
Come one humble without fear
Find in Jesus, your companion
One who never shall abandon
One with mercy, always waiting
Love unbounded, radiating
I have found Him and I wonder
Why so few can hear the thunder
All creation screams His glory
Take the time to read His story
How creation lost its way
By failing to, His word, obey
Learn the truth and make it known
Then follow it to bring you home
Here is treasure never failing
Naked, on the Cross, unveiling
Purest love, to sinners save
All, for you, Christ Jesus gave
This is my message Gracie, dear
To trust in God, and have no fear
His love for you will never fail
He cares for every small detail
So, as you grow, and see around
May, always in you, “Grace” abound
No gift is greater that I know
So, water well, and watch it grow.
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